I ran out of steam halfway so the shading's a bit bleh. And it's all smeared and dirtied with prints because I'm left handed and that is our curse.
I had mine done at I-lash Salon in Eastwood. It had me on my back, eyes closed for nearly two hours, but it was worth it. :) Big shout out to Yeng, the owner/manager and a very good friend of mine.
I made a dress! Albeit from scraps and not from scratch. This is actually a patchwork of 3 different outfits. Hand-sewn, by the way, since I'm scared of sewing machines. See, on the day of my christening it was foretold that before my 16th birthday I will prick my finger on a spindle in a spinning wheel and fall into a deep slumber -- Oh wait, that's not me.
Why do people keep calling me "birthday girl" when I am clearly WOMAN! Kidding! I will never grow old. I refuse to.
I was born on St. Patrick's Day but I never learned to hold my alcohol. In fact, I hate beer and white wine, but Ido love my red wine and pretty, potent cocktails.
Thanks to everyone who makes my birthdays special. I truly had a blessed year. There's still a lot to cross out in my proverbial wishlist but none more important than what I already have.
I'll be the first to admit my own vanity. Photos of myself have to run an arduous gauntlet of selection, elimination and approval before I allow it to be published. If you do come across unflattering pictures of me online know that they are unauthorized and that I begged, threatened, bribed and even asked nicely that the culprit take them down to know avail. Some people are just mean.
These aren't very flattering themselves. Usually I'd insist on some foundation before I let the camera get this close to my face. But, I don't know...I kinda liked them. And several people at DeviantArt did too. So here you go. I will share.